Unclaimed - Fall of Mankind
The sun rose, and the black sky turned red.
Scarlet rays peeked through the thick blanket of clouds, their inky darkness relenting in the face of the meager light. Lukas remained crouched in the shadows, shifting back behind the crumbling wall of rocks he slept against the previous night.
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His blue eyes scanned the craggy landscape, peering at the various rock formations and gnarled skeletons of trees dotting the area. One hand, covered with rags, reached down and pulled up what stringy vegetation remained in the parched earth. He let the dying blades of grass flutter away one wind.
The gusts were blowing west. He was downwind. Good. It would not smell him.
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With a defeated sigh, he rose to his feet. A strong wind swept through the wasteland. Dust kicked up around him, forcing Lukas to shield his face with a ragged mask. He slipped a pair of dusty sunglasses over his eyes and started the long walk back to the tent village he called home, without anything to show for his efforts.
The walk would take him half a day. So long as he kept moving, and did not get caught by any Rhino patrols, he’d be fine. Those leather bellies disliked humans hunting on their lands without proper documentation. They called it poaching. Lukas called it surviving.
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A long sigh left his lips. Through the scarlet rays, he looked out at what used to be the African savanna. History books and old atlases depicted this land as a wild one; filled with tall grasses, sparse trees, raging rivers, and massive lakes during the wet season.
That all seemed like a dream. A wonderful concoction of the mind created by someone with too much time on their hands. But, no one had such time on their hands in today’s day and age. Not since the sky fell and the world became hell.
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With a grunt, he shouldered his rifle: an old bolt-action, hunting rifle. After slipping a round in the chamber, he aimed down the sights, eyeing a small rock formation several hundred yards away.
A slight scurrying caught his eye. One of the few animals that still lived in this hellscape poked its head out from the rocks. A small rodent with matted fur colored the same shade as the dry, dusty ground. He did not know its true name, so he simply called it a Gnawer. The damned things liked to eat the fabric of the tents he and his fellow survivors lived in. They also made for a tasty meal.
The unclaimed story consists of 2 222 inscriptions. The number of 2 222 reflects rarity and is reflecting an Angel number..
Angel Number
What is the meaning of nr 2 222?
Be patient & keep working toward your goal.
The story is that seeing repeating twos indicates you need to choose a path and stick to it, making slow, steady progress. "This is a number of patience and pacing while working toward a big goal or manifestation."
This angel number is urging you to get all your ducks in a row and keep at it. "It's like knowing you want to get to Denver, and while you're not there yet, you've checked your map and know you're on the right highway, so you can sit back and commit calmly to the journey."
It is a great reflection of the story of Unclaimed.
Unclaimed is building the gaming features on Bitmap 637863. Bitmap 637863 consists of 356 parcels. For every Tournament on Unclaimed a Parcel will be assigned. The winner of the Tournament will receive the specific Tournament Parcel as a lasting Medal for the winner of the Tournamnent.
Parcel 87 - Tournament - Dust
As soon as the technology allows the individual Parcels inscription with embedded text. Unclaimed will start organizing tournaments for Ordinal Holders.
Every Tournament has its own parcel and upon finishing the tournament, the related Parcel will be incribed with the name of the tournament, the date and the winner of the tournament. It will then be send to the wallet of the winner as a lasting medal of honor, inscibed on the Bitcoin Blockchain.
For everyone holding an Unclaimed Ordinal free Game Access will be given in the Steam server.
On a regular Base Tournaments will be organized with access for Ordinal holders. The winners will win a parcel of the UC Bitmap to be crowned the king of the parcel.
Every Ordinal is a piece of the story with a number in front of it. If you own two or more neighboring pieces of the story, you will be able to combine them into one bigger piece. The number in the Ordinal will indicate how many pieces have been combined and with that it will also increase it's rarity and value.
For example combining the two below,
Combining 2 Ordinals into one...
Would result in one new Ordinal:
In practise a mother Ordinal is created out of two Child ordinals.
The side effect of this is that the collection size will be reduced as the Child ordinals will be taken out of the collection.
De facto making Unclaimed a deflationary collection.